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He introduced. “Freya, it’s lovely to meet you. Thank you for doing this, I know it can’t be easy, but we do appreciate any help you can give us.” The older man stated, and I nodded. He obviously didn’t know I was a rogue, I had expected that the head of a pack’s warriors would be anything but kind toward a rogue of any kind and yet this man was overly so. “Please, take a seat.” He stated gesturing to the empty seat in front of me, and Damian pulled the chair out for me in a gesture that would likely make many she-wolves swoon, but only served to annoy me.

Eva sighed with relief, looking up at Daniel with a tight smile. They didn't have to wait long for the warriors to turn up in a truck. A young man stepped out, blonde hair neatly styled and chocolate brown eyes sparkling against tanned skin. At first glance, the Beta seemed friendly and well put together. He smiled as his eyes landed on Daniel and Eva, light blue shirt and black jeans pulled over a muscled, athletic body. He was smaller than Daniel but held an aura about him that spoke of strength. He was certainly much more polished than the male wolves around him but Hellhounds always were rough around the edges.

Walking down the long corridor that led to the holding cell, the sound of growls emitted from under the large wooden door at the far end only caused the man to smile. Pulling his long red cape closer to his body, he nodded at the man at the door. Once the door opened, his smirk grew in size as he gazed at the dragon in front of him. Barring her teeth at the rogues who tried to get closer to her, Aurora snapped her large teeth in warning. Laughing, the man walked closer catching Aurora's attention. Growling towards him in warning, she lowered her body.

I didn't notice Tana had left my hand until I saw her fall to her knee, her head lowered. Only then did I raise my head and saw three men sitting on what looked like thrones. The one in the middle had hair as dark as the night, the other two had golden hair and silver hair respectively. I was suddenly shoved from the back and forced into a kneeling position. I snarled furiously and glared at the person who pushed me. It was the man who came with Tana and me. The man with the dark hair was the first one to speak. “Three days ago, you were found in the woods of Thornwood borders by Lord Byron Wesley of the Shadowborn, during a Hollowborn hunt. You were brought to the Dragon Keep, where we disc

’ I barked over and over as I lunged to bite her. She kept stepping back, so I never made contact. It’s probably for the best. I bet she tasted terrible, and Xenia would get upset if I got blood on the outfit she got me. At least it was forcing the evil woman to step back. I hope she falls on the steps and hurts herself. We can leave her in the cold—survival of the fittest and all that. “Let me translate what my dog is saying.” Clay glared at the intruder, taking one of his giant steps forward.

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***************** Dracula had met one of the dogman's the previous day and asked for their help in the search of the one who had interrupted their ritual and ran with the entity. It was sunny and the clouds were like white cotton candies in the sky, meaning Dracula would fry to death if he had dared to step foot out. "Darn you, Azel!" He cursed and watched as the dogman rushed out of his house, stopping every now and then to sniff the ground. Three hours gone and the dogman returned with his tongue hanging out and his eyes as red as a Ruby gemstone. "I found something." He spoke, transforming back into a man with black hair and no clothes. "Hop on my back."

The castle halls were dark and cold, the wind whistling through the cracks in the stone walls. The torches burned low, casting a weak light that did little to dispel the shadows. I shivered as I walked, my breath coming out in small clouds of mist. I could hear my footsteps echoing in the silence, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. The castle felt like a living thing, its dark eyes watching me as I moved through its corridors. I felt a sense of foreboding, like something was about to happen, something I wouldn't be able to escape. The palace was quiet and chilly, everyone had gone to bed except me. I was going to raid Derrick's study. I was looking for the Dycan chronicles. The b

Damon's pov Thursday 30th December 2021 ************************************* I slowly blink open my eyes as I wake to feel a heavy body on me. I look down and see Mason laying across my body with his head on my shoulder. I don't wake him up yet and just admire his face as he gently snores at me. I shift slightly and realise the underside of my hard dick is pressed against his hole, I guess I was having a dirty dream. I glance at his face and then move the duvet down to his plump ass as I make the decision to fuck him. I feel bad when I see the whip marks across his back but I messaged Marcus yesterday so I know I'm going to see him today to own up.

Damian’s POV The smell of blood was sharp in the air, mixing with the stench of sweat and dirt. My chest burned as I tore my claws free from the wolf I had just gutted. I barely had time to catch my breath before another rogue lunged at me. His snarl was loud in my ears, but I caught his throat mid-strike and twisted, sending him crashing to the ground. I knew we were losing—there were too many of them. My men fought hard, but the dirt beneath us was already slick with crimson.